Song | How London Got It's Fog |
Artist | From a Second Story Window |
Album | Not One Word Has Been Omitted |
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作曲 : From A Second Story Window ... | |
Look away from these eyes that draw you in, | |
Look away you're always you're always on my mind, | |
I'm bleeding and the blood, it spells your name, | |
Dripping from my mouth is the breath I'd give for you, | |
To smell you is a taste of heaven, | |
All the time in the world traded for just one second, | |
You're almost too good to be true, | |
Believe a heart so strong with blood that runs deep, | |
Stay away, touch of death burns my skin, | |
Rev that engine, show me what you're made of, | |
Cut me and I will bleed for you, blood that you warmed in my veins, | |
You'll always, have my heart, | |
Bury her, in these words, in these words I will bury her, | |
All my dreams are coming true, | |
Every second that I spend here with you. |
zuo qu : From A Second Story Window ... | |
Look away from these eyes that draw you in, | |
Look away you' re always you' re always on my mind, | |
I' m bleeding and the blood, it spells your name, | |
Dripping from my mouth is the breath I' d give for you, | |
To smell you is a taste of heaven, | |
All the time in the world traded for just one second, | |
You' re almost too good to be true, | |
Believe a heart so strong with blood that runs deep, | |
Stay away, touch of death burns my skin, | |
Rev that engine, show me what you' re made of, | |
Cut me and I will bleed for you, blood that you warmed in my veins, | |
You' ll always, have my heart, | |
Bury her, in these words, in these words I will bury her, | |
All my dreams are coming true, | |
Every second that I spend here with you. |
zuò qǔ : From A Second Story Window ... | |
Look away from these eyes that draw you in, | |
Look away you' re always you' re always on my mind, | |
I' m bleeding and the blood, it spells your name, | |
Dripping from my mouth is the breath I' d give for you, | |
To smell you is a taste of heaven, | |
All the time in the world traded for just one second, | |
You' re almost too good to be true, | |
Believe a heart so strong with blood that runs deep, | |
Stay away, touch of death burns my skin, | |
Rev that engine, show me what you' re made of, | |
Cut me and I will bleed for you, blood that you warmed in my veins, | |
You' ll always, have my heart, | |
Bury her, in these words, in these words I will bury her, | |
All my dreams are coming true, | |
Every second that I spend here with you. |